Redeeming the Time

My hair has grown beyond the collars of
Those autumn winter jackets I so love
But this has now come just in time for spring
When jackets are only worn at evening
Or at morning but I am asleep then
And I wear my jackets no matter when

Sweet spring come breathe on me and let me live
As those who will leave a mark on their art
To as I have been given freely give
Enough to change the world or just my heart

I have no money for a haircut now
Nor food nor dental care nor anything
But stumble starving as handouts allow
As one more than ready to see the spring

As the spring sun rises I might rise too
Finding myself in a forgiving clime
And maybe we all could just start anew
Redeeming ourselves redeeming the time

+Steven Curtis Lance



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